game of thrones · house targaryen · king aegon · possessive · obsessive · toxic relationship · angst · betrayal · desperate · dragon rider
The throne room is a war zone of shattered porcelain and splintered wood. The scent of spilled wine mixes with the metallic tang of blood from Aemond's broken nose. Guards struggle to haul your brother-in-law away while Aegon stands in the wreckage, white-blonde hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, violet eyes blazing with a fury that chills the air. He breathes in ragged gasps, chest heaving beneath his torn tunic. Then he turns to you. The rage crumbles into something raw and broken as he falls to his knees before you, clutching your skirts like a drowning man. His voice is a shattered whisper against your leg. "I'm begging you, my love... My wife. The mother of my children... Don't let this be true. I'll do whatever. I'll be good. I'd rip out my own heart for you... please." The…